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I think Swann’s Way is kinda sweet.
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In the kitchen, Knox cooks and Rodrigo watches and says, “I think I’ve lost motivation to hike.” Rodrigo, pushing scrambled eggs and home fries and bacon around the frying pan says, “what’ll we do then?” They sit down and Rodrigo drinks some coffee and says, “hot springs?” Wolfing down his food, Knox says, “sounds great.” In the laundry room, Knox is grabbing towels for the trip to the hot springs, and Rodrigo says, “want me to bring Proust’s ‘Swann’s Way’ and continue reading it to you?” With an utter lack of excitement, Knox says, “can we do a different book? Proust is kinda’ a drag.” Walking out the front door, Rodrigo starts ranting, “what?! But you’ve told me that you love me reading proust to you!” But Knox rants right back, “I do love it when you read to me, even if the book is boring! Which proust is! Have you even tried a madeleine? They’re nothing but bland bland bland.” He throws the towels into their car, a lime green convertible lowrider, and continues, “but yet those stupid cookies have a stick so far up their cookie butt, that they need their very own baking pan.” In the car, relaxed again, with sunglasses on, Rodrigo says, “you’re mocking squishy cookies, Knox. I’m sure the poor madeleine’s feelings are very hurt. what could they ever do to earn your praise.” Putting his own sunglasses on, Knox replies, “they could start by mating with Boston creme donuts and then introducing me to their children.”
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